Come, let me see; what do I owe? Twelve minae to
Pasias. Why twelve minae to Pasias? Why did I borrow
them? When I bought the blood-horse. Ah me, unhappy!
Would that it had had its eye knocked out with a stone
first!

Phidippides (talking in his sleep). You are acting
unfairly, Philo! Drive on your own course.

Strep. This is the bane that has destroyed me; for even
in his sleep he dreams about horsemanship.

Phid. How many courses will the war-chariots run?

Strep. Many courses do you drive me, your father. But
what debt came upon me after Pasias? Three minae to
Amynias for a little chariot and pair of wheels.

Phid. Lead the horse home, after having given him a good
rolling.

Strep. O foolish youth, you have rolled me out of my
possessions; since I have been cast in suits, and others
say that they will have surety given them for the
interest.

Phid. (awakening) Pray, father, why are you peevish, and
toss about the whole night?

Strep. A bailiff out of the bedclothes is biting